User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-5343292-20120813153758/@comment-5343292-20120814150121

Stragg shoots Grieven a sneer "No more playin' with shadows, mates-We're done with Varigo an' `is games" he chuckled lightheartedly, which turned into a rather rough cough "We got a real fighter now. Yew kin take me ship, Seahawk, as well as th' crew. But don't bother tryin' t' make off without keepin' yore part o' th' deal, ferret" He tapped his jaw "I got mine ways. Tell Ridragg th' mate that I sent ye once ye come aboard, an' there shunt be no problim" He offered a paw across the table, grinning "A plejure doin' bizness, Captin"